am fatima from northern nigeria. My story is a long but untold story.sometimes I think about it and cry but when I see what I am today,I give glory to God and hope my sin will be forgiven.am the 9th child and the 5th daughter further proving my irrelevance in large family.my dad agreed to marry me out when I was 12 there by ending my education.
I love education and wanted to be a teacher but they rubbish ed my dreams.on my marriage night,I could not bear the pressure and pain.I ran away with blood flowing down my laps.my dad rejected me.so I sleept in a class room.the next day I went to my aunt house in lafia.to cut the long story shot, I was diagnosed with VVF due. My aunt never gave up on me despict pressure from my father.while I was in ss2.my aunt. Got bed ridden from an illnes believed to be spiritual. I had to sleep with a couple of people to get money for waec.I was lucky as I make my papers. That was the beggining of sleeping around with big men.I know am beautiful and alot of men ask me out on a daily bases.today am a graduate and a teacher. Am happy I made my dream also I got married today and already pregnant. I know its a long borin story but I just felt a need to share my tale.